|Verse 1| Look, my gift (my gift), my curse (curse) Ima put it all out in one verse (yes) So ima start by asking niggas whats worse Going to a 9 to
is real shit, nigga I peel shit I'm harder than concrete and steel mixed I wanna kill niggaz You think it's part of the verse, it's part of the curse
This song is for you, not for anyone else but you It's your own special song, I wrote it for you Just for you, only for you I see y'all niggaz wanna
fly away Come on, come on The sky has arrived Wings are clipped But we still might fly away Curse my master and his slaves And his soldiers too Curse
In Christ alone, my hope is found? He is my light, my strength, my song? This cornerstone, this solid ground? Firm through the fiercest drought and storm
grasped the question Did you miss the meaning? When you met your challenge Did you go out fighting? We will discover Ripeness twice over Sing your song, worth its weight In God gold, curse
the Grammys) Nobody nobody nobody but you (My sweet Kandy) Nobody but you Do I speak for the world? Do I speak for the world? Yeah Said I sang this song for the world Sang this song
sons, guns, I still hold 'em Fuck the law, this is what's in store When the album drop, we gon' rush the floor I tell 'em hit it, every song, come on
Ooh baby coming way up out the game Jus me and you We made it went from broke to havin' change Jus me and you Ohh baby and the songs turn again
you Ooh baby, coming way up out the game Just me and you We made it went from broke to havin' change Just me and you, oh baby, and the songs turn again
Mary belongs to the words of a song I try to be strong for her, try not to be wrong for her But she will not wait for me anymore, anymore Why did I say
become so safe? When did the scene become a joke? The kids who used to live for beer and speed now want their fries and coke Cursing and flipping birds
em and feed 'em If you ain't understandin' me What you want to be? Hard or a pop star, goin' out and doin' the same shit That's a love song What you
and this bag Of this weed it gives me the shit needed to be The most meanest MC on this earth And since birth I've been cursed with this curse to just curse
You probably somewhere sittin' on the stoop huh Sippin' on the **** plottin' to **** me later huh When will a hater learn I'm too great on a song I ****
weed it gives me the shit needed to be The most meanest MC on this, on this earth And since birth I've been cursed with this curse to just curse And
with braids and clothes on A bitch made man now how you gonna connect with them short ass arms like a Tyranasaurous Rex You niggas can scream, holla and curse
a banana with braids and clothes on a bitch made man now how you gonna connect with them short ass arms like a Tyranasaurous Rex you niggas can scream, holla and curse